There’s road work, road work ahead, road work coming soon, along with the occasional bump and the ever-so-helpful “bump ahead.”

Hey, you never know what the speed limits, cautions and calls to slow might yield.

And if you’re looking to get fit, keep your eyes peeled: There are boot camps, kettlebells, yoga classes and the like being advertised on little stuck-in-the ground signs at nearly every stop light.

Two of my three favorite signs were found in one of the girls’ rooms at Greenwich High this week. Rest room graffiti has changed quite a bit from the rude remarks and drawings I remember.

One notice, on the door of the stall I used, told me: “You are beautiful all over.” I swear this sent my eyes darting frantically for the poor man’s Alan Funt, but it seems it was just someone’s odd way of being nice.

In the same stall, another notice urged: “Smile your ass off.” Well, OK, but not in here, I thought.

The best sign of all this week I found outside a watering hole called The 19th Hole, not far from where I live. “Happy Hour: 3-6 pm,” it says.